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  • There ain't nothing I have that you want(open, random trespasser)

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8]"If you'd like a tour of the Covenant, maybe I could be of assistance." Deersong complied as she arrived at the group, offering everyone who had gathered a friendly nod of her head before turning her head to Southernpaw. He was an ex-darkclanner huh? From what she understood, they were allies, so she couldn't see why the apprentice couldn't look for housing within the neutral group. Her friendly facial features were focused on the tom, not a whisker twitching as she spoke. Although, she hoped that Whipstar would be alright with her offering up some of her own help to the former anti-clanner.

  • AND THE WALLS (open, weather issues) KEPT TUMBLING DOWN

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8]Deersong was right about to ask the medic apprentice if she was okay, but sided on keeping her mouth shut. Faint amusement sparked within the hazel depths of the female's oculars and as soon as she felt that flash, the slender brown tabby tilted her head down at the ground, standing beside Soul who she supposed was also holding his laughter in. The member would then raise her head once again and turn to see Sanguinepaw hopping around in the puddles, a small smile creeping onto her maw. "Be careful - don't want you getting hurt."

  • ferris buller your my hero >> open, patrol

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8][font=georgia]Deer was a tad bit bored, there for, she thought leading a patrol wouldn't be a bad idea. She loved walking around the territory from time to time, plus she was doing good for the Covenant. The light brown tabby lifted her muzzle into the air, catching scents of others as the small camp bustled around with activity. Surely there'd be someone who was willing to join her on a patrol. "Anyone want to go on a border patrol with me?" The friendly she inquired, sparkling olive hued eyes raking across the camp grounds in search of approaching members.

  • Arts Festival 2014: Character Swap Contest (OOC Information)

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8][font=georgia] Retro or current? - Current
    Name of character - Deersong
    Alliance: The Covenant
    Rank: Regular member
    Age: 13 moons
    Personality & Other Information: Deer is a pretty friendly feline to practically everyone. She loves to explore and travel, yet she it is pretty noticeable to see her worry when something bad happens, so she's not very skilled at concealing her emotions. Deersong enjoys leading patrols and going on particularly important missions as well. As for her appearance, this Covenant member is a light brown tabby with hazel colored eyes. She's pretty tall and her build is slender and lean.

  • WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS ! [open; joining]

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8][font=georgia]Deersong was about to inquire the animal about it's business on Covenant land, yet Soul had gotten to it all quicker. Yet, there was no harm in showing her face around for a bit, plus she did prefer to keep the borders patrolled frequently. The light brown tabby padded up to both Periwinkle and the polar bear(?), offering them both a small smile before looking over at the loner, feeling a bit bad for feline. He must have been pretty famished to devour that fish in a few gulps, but then again, he was illegally on claimed territory. The warrior simply waited beside Peri, tail tip twitching occasionally.

  • ferris buller your my hero >> open, patrol

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8][font=georgia]A small grin twinkled upon the light brown tabby's facial features as Southsun made the comment about their 'lazy generation'. It was always amusing to see warriors speak in that manner about youngsters, but then again, there were some apprentices who took their work seriously. The female flickered her hazel gaze around the group, feeling satisfied with the amount of Covenant members she had gathered to go on the patrol. "Alright, this looks like a good number. Lets go!" Deersong concluded, pivoting swiftly on a heal before trotting towards the entrance with expectations for her clanmates to follow her out.

  • WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS ! [open; joining]

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8][font=georgia]Ah - joining. That was what he was here for. She understood the Savannah's hunger for she had once been roaming the streets of a massive, bustling two-leg town far away from the Covenant's current location. Boy was she starving there! The lanky warrior forced back a shiver that threatened to pulse down her spine a the memory of her times in that big city. Deer was glad that she had joined the group that she had settled herself into. The green/brown eyed 13 moon old dipped her head in greeting to Fangstar before turning her attention back to Static, waiting for his reply to the cougar's words.

  • There ain't nothing I have that you want(open, random trespasser)

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8][font=georgia]Deersong smiled at Southernpaw as he appeared to have accepted her idea of giving him a tour. She was just about to speak again, yet was cut off when Fangstar offered up a tour as well. Ah, no big deal. He probably knew this land from the back of his head, plus he was the co-leader. The warrior gave a nod over at the cougar, the gesture meaning to explain silently to the ex-DarkClanner that Fang would be giving him a tour which he approved of.

  • empathy might be on the brink of extinction (( open | joiner ))

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8][font=georgia]Deersong approached the group, giving a nod as she observed that Fangstar had arrived at the scene and was dealing with the situation with the new-comer. In deed, he smelled of their allies from BlizzardClan, but rather faintly. Was it possible that the canine had simply passed through the clan's territory? The light brown tabby stopped beside Mockingpaw, hazel optics locked upon the former fighting dog.

  • ferris buller your my hero >> open, patrol

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=8][font=georgia] Deersong trotted further into the Covenant's territory, inhaling and exhaling the scents of the woodlands surrounding them. Ah, she had always enjoyed getting out of camp and just patrolling the territory. Weather it was with a group or just herself, she loved to explore, even if it was in a place she thrived in. The warrior weaved around a withered shrub and continued onward towards the borders.

  • There ain't nothing I have that you want(open, random trespasser)

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=7pt][font=georgia](yeah, I can ;3 it'll be up in a second)


    She was caught by surprise as Fangstar had given her permission to show Southernpaw around. Wow, she hadn't exactly been expecting that, but she wasn't about to reject his words. The light brown tabby she shot the cougar a smile of recognition before turning back to the apprentice. "Alright, lets start your tour." The lithe warrior mused with a dip of her head to the co-leader before motioning for Southernpaw to follow her with a wave of her tail. With that, the Covenant member slithered past a few shrubs, expecting the former DarkClanner to trail behind her.

  • i look psychotic in a balaclava >> p, southernpaw

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 275px; overflow: auto][color=beige][size=7pt][font=georgia]"Alright! Here's the Covenant's camp." Deersong begun as she entered her group's camp, looking back to catch a glimpse of some possible flickers of emotion that were possibly going to flicker across the tomcat's face. She had been given permission to give the former DarkClan member a tour of his new home by Fangstar, and was currently doing so. She wondered how Southernpaw would react to the new settlement, doubting that it would be similar to DarkClan's camp. After all, not everything is alike.


    (ah, sorry for the crappy first post >.<)